I slowly lean in towards you.. close enough to kiss, but don't. My breath across your lips, in turn making you bite yours. Eye to eye, nose to nose.. our lips touch. Shock waves SHOOT across your pink cheeks and down your neck. Warmth then replaces your flushed face. Lips pursed together, you take a quick. deep breath in through your nose . Your eyes flickering around trying to look at every inch of my face all at the same time as a if they were a flickering candle in art gallery.

It all started with a kiss.
© Blake Webb